Artist: Nas Album: Life Is Good Song: The Don Typed by: Gemini_20502K@Yahoo.com [Intro: Excerpt from an interview with Super Cat] It's di heartbeat of di people, di ghetto people And when I say ghetto people di people who cannot afford to go to di big concert Some of these people do not even have TV, so they cant afford cable Some of dem can't afford a radio, so di only ting they can listen to is di music People from di ghetto, people from di projects, street people Heartical ghetto yutes who know what it is to sing about sufferin and reality....... [Sample from Super Cat]: New york girls dem a mad ova we!!! New york girls dem a mad ova we!!! New york girls dem a mad ova we!!! New york girls dem a mad ova we!!! [Chorus: Sample from Super Cat] (Nas) Nas di don Nas di don Nas di don Nas di don Nas di don Nas di don Nas di don Nas Inna New York City-City, New York City-City (YEAH!) New York City-City, New York City-City (YEAH!) [Verse One: Nas] Smokin the escobano, guzzle my second bottle Hope I don't catch a hamo, gross and I net Simultaneously makin the crime higher Heinous crimes behind me, search but can't find me Fuck sadness, has this been you, havin this lavish Habitual happiness that mean you wouldn't look back Would you would have sex on, condominium roof decks So anyone moves next, I hit you with two tech's Rock the Roberto Cavalli no show no Convertible Masi My columbiano mami ridin beside me Every tat mean somethin that's my word on my body I have to lean somethin with that Moshberg shotty My niggas is ig'nant, put led in your pig meat Just 'cause y'all was mad of all the years I was gettin it In 9-7 the six, 9-8 the Bentley And now it's the ghost Phantom, and y'all can't stand him but... [Chorus: Sample from Super Cat] (Nas) Nas di don Nas di don Nas di don Nas di don Nas di don Nas di don Nas di don Nas Inna New York City-City, New York City-City New York City-City, New York City-City (YEAH!) [Verse Two: Nas] Army jacket swag army jacket green and black With the square pocket that snaps, where the gas at Pass that not you, you hold cracks in your asscrack I never did that, my socks where my stash was at Yo! I used to listen to that Red Alert and Rap Attack I fell in love with all that poetry I mastered that Cuttin school where 'Preme Team and Fat Cat was at Feature not crystal clear yet back a rat Now I'm the one who's reppin Queens way beyond your wildest dreams Bottles on bottles with sparklers, surround my team That long cash get the baddest bitches out their jeans Twenty years in this game lookin seventeen I don't need no codeine, pro, meth or Z I just blow green pick which bitch to blow the king Although he's on to another chapter Heavy D gave this beat to Salaam for me to rap to RRRRRAHHHHH!!! [Chorus: Sample from Super Cat] (Nas) Nas di don Nas di don Nas di don Nas di don Nas di don Nas di don Nas di don Nas Inna New York City-City, New York City-City New York City-City, New York City-City (YEAH!) (YEAH!) [Verse Three: Nas] New York is like a island, a big Rikers Island The cops be out wildin, all I hear is sirens It's all about survivin, same old two step Try to stay alive and, they be out robbin I been out rhymin, since born knowledge Like Prophet Muhammed said the ink from a scholar Worth more than a blood of a mortar, so I'm a Keep it on 'til I see a bilion dollars Keep your friends close and your, enemies closer Love model chocha, mami pop it like she 'posed to Eyes red shot, like I'm never sober Big time smoker, indonesia dozer Mini me's you can hold up, before you end up wet up from my soldier Don shit, under fire I remain on some calm shit This for every ghetto in the hood Nas the don Super Cat the Don Dada, understood [Chorus: Sample from Super Cat] (Nas) Nas di don Nas di don Nas di don Nas di don Nas di don Nas di don Nas di don Nas Inna New York City-City, New York City-City New York...............